i was putting molly to bed last night and when i started praying she said
molly: "no, no. i want to do it."
me: "ok, thats great! go ahead."
molly: "dear Jesus, thank you for this day, and for just everything. please help colby to feel better (hes been having trouble with his asthma), and help me to find the screws that fell out of my light on my wall, and help me to not get swat. thank you for the butterflies and my pretty hair. amen."